(Ol Dirty Bastard)
What y＇all thought y＇all wasn＇t gon＇ see me?
I＇m the Osirus of this *******
Wu-Tang is here forever - mother*******ers
It＇s like this ninety-seven
Aight my *************z and my *************rettes
Let＇s do it like this
I＇ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let＇s take it back to seventy-nine
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shckling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblein patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds I pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, Performin live on you hottest block
(Method Man)
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
It＇s my testament to those burned
Play my position in the game of life standing firm
on foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, into the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, or Six Pack
In a Streetcar named Desire, who got my back?
In the line of fire holding back, what?
*************z is strapped, and they trying to twist my beer cap
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
You wanna think twice, I think not
The Iron Lung ain＇t got ta tell you where it＇s comng from
Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums
(Cappadonna)
I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary ＇Donna talking
Tell your story walking
Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs contail cyanide
Take a free ride on my thought, I got the fashion
catalogues for all y＇all to all praise to the Gods
(Ol Dirty Bastard)
The saga continues
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
(U-God)
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow
For, judgement day cometh, conquer, it＇s war
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
The fake false step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
A death kiss, cap off squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California smell
An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king
(RZA)
Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-cypher punks couldn＇t hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one ************* was sober
Perpendicular to the *******, we stand bold like flare
Escape from your dragon＇s lair, in particular
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw ***
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
or terminal, like Grand Central Station
Getting drunk like a ******* I＇m duckin five-year probation
(GZA)
War of the masses, the outcome, disaterous
Many of the victim family save they ashes
A million names on walls engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for their acts
Another heart is torn, as close ones gone
Those who stray, *************z get slayed on the song
(Masta Killa)
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
and leaks sounds that＇s heard
ninety-three million miles away from came one
to represent the nation, this is a gathering
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The High Chief Jamel-Ah-Rief take the stage
from the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Death only one can save shell from
(Ghostface Killah)
Yo! Yo! Yo, ******* that, look at all these crab *************z laid back
Lampin like them gray and black Puma＇s on my man＇s rack
Codeine was forced in your drink
You had a navy green salamander fiend, ******* never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
Blowing like Shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincing, thousand dollar court by convention
Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission hold tha
******* up, Allah fasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
it＇s me, Black Noble Drew Ali
came in threes we like the Genovese
Is that so? Caesar needs the greens
It＇s Earth, ninety-three million miles from the first
(Raekwon)
Aiyyo dat＇s amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul off
Connect thoughts to make my man Shai walk
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York gank adviser world tranquilizer
Just the dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
While, my pen blow lines ferocious
Mediterranean, see ya, the number one traffic
sit down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
Track truck diesel, play the **** God, substatiala
Max mostly, undivided then slide it, it＇s sickening
Guaranteed, made em jump like Rod Strickland.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.06](Ol Dirty Bastard)
[00:03.03] What y＇all thought y＇all wasn＇t gon＇ see me?
[00:04.17] I＇m the Osirus of this *******
[00:04.68] Wu-Tang is here forever - mother*******ers
[00:06.42] It＇s like this ninety-seven
[00:07.20] Aight my *************z and my *************rettes
[00:09.87] Let＇s do it like this
[00:10.35] I＇ma rub your ass in the moonshine
[00:16.74] Let＇s take it back to seventy-nine
[00:26.19] mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
[00:31.38] Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
[00:33.90] tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
[00:39.18] Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum
[00:41.85] Shckling the masses with drastic rap tactics
[00:47.10] Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
[00:50.07] Rumblein patrolmen tear gas laced the function
[00:52.11] Heads by the score take flight incite a war
[00:54.66] Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
[00:56.61] Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
[01:00.06] Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
[01:02.67] Stomp grounds I pound footprints in solid rock
[01:05.19] Wu got it locked, Performin live on you hottest block
[01:07.44] (Method Man)
[01:09.69] Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
[01:12.90] It＇s my testament to those burned
[01:14.67] Play my position in the game of life standing firm
[01:17.28] on foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, into the fire
[01:20.70] Transform into the Ghostrider, or Six Pack
[01:23.37] In a Streetcar named Desire, who got my back?
[01:26.01] In the line of fire holding back, what?
[01:30.60] *************z is strapped, and they trying to twist my beer cap
[01:35.34] Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
[01:41.52] You wanna think twice, I think not
[01:43.68] The Iron Lung ain＇t got ta tell you where it＇s comng from
[01:45.90] Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
[01:48.54] Rip through your slums
[01:49.38] (Cappadonna)
[01:49.62] I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
[01:52.05] Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang rocks
[01:55.29] Certified chatterbox, vocabulary ＇Donna talking
[01:58.59] Tell your story walking
[02:00.03] Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
[02:02.82] Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
[02:05.58] So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
[02:09.06] My deadly notes reigns supreme
[02:10.80] Your fort is basic compared to mine
[02:13.14] Domino effect, arts and crafts
[02:15.39] Paragraphs contail cyanide
[02:17.19] Take a free ride on my thought, I got the fashion
[02:19.83] catalogues for all y＇all to all praise to the Gods
[02:21.75] (Ol Dirty Bastard)
[02:22.68] The saga continues
[02:23.97] Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
[02:25.14] (U-God)
[02:26.13] Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
[02:28.77] The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
[02:31.26] We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow
[02:33.99] For, judgement day cometh, conquer, it＇s war
[02:39.27] Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
[02:44.46] The fake false step make, the blood stain the ground
[02:47.13] A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
[02:49.44] A death kiss, cap off squeeze another anthem
[02:52.20] Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
[02:54.54] My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
[02:57.33] My music Sicily, rich California smell
[03:00.06] An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
[03:02.70] I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
[03:05.34] Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king
[03:07.56] (RZA)
[03:07.65] Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-cypher punks couldn＇t hold us
[03:10.47] A thousand men rushing in, not one ************* was sober
[03:12.96] Perpendicular to the *******, we stand bold like flare
[03:15.54] Escape from your dragon＇s lair, in particular
[03:22.62] Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw ***
[03:24.90] Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
[03:27.21] or terminal, like Grand Central Station
[03:30.99] Getting drunk like a ******* I＇m duckin five-year probation
[03:34.05] (GZA)
[03:34.14] War of the masses, the outcome, disaterous
[03:36.42] Many of the victim family save they ashes
[03:39.33] A million names on walls engraved in plaques
[03:41.70] Those who went back, received penalties for their acts
[03:44.61] Another heart is torn, as close ones gone
[03:47.07] Those who stray, *************z get slayed on the song
[03:49.41] (Masta Killa)
[03:49.68] The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
[03:53.01] and leaks sounds that＇s heard
[03:54.84] ninety-three million miles away from came one
[03:57.45] to represent the nation, this is a gathering
[04:04.14] As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
[04:08.37] The High Chief Jamel-Ah-Rief take the stage
[04:12.93] from the mind that travels in rhyme form
[04:15.60] Giving sight to the blind
[04:17.10] The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
[04:19.83] Death only one can save shell from
[04:24.18] (Ghostface Killah)
[04:24.51] Yo! Yo! Yo, ******* that, look at all these crab *************z laid back
[04:25.53] Lampin like them gray and black Puma＇s on my man＇s rack
[04:28.14] Codeine was forced in your drink
[04:28.83] You had a navy green salamander fiend, ******* never heard you scream
[04:30.45] You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
[04:31.71] Blowing like Shalamar in eighty-one
[04:32.43] Sound convincing, thousand dollar court by convention
[04:33.57] Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission hold tha
[04:34.68] ******* up, Allah fasten your wig, bad luck
[04:36.00] I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
[04:37.23] it＇s me, Black Noble Drew Ali
[04:37.89] came in threes we like the Genovese
[04:38.82] Is that so? Caesar needs the greens
[04:39.60] It＇s Earth, ninety-three million miles from the first
[04:42.48] (Raekwon)
[04:42.66] Aiyyo dat＇s amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul off
[04:44.79] Connect thoughts to make my man Shai walk
[04:45.57] Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
[04:47.28] New York gank adviser world tranquilizer
[04:48.42] Just the dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
[04:50.40] While, my pen blow lines ferocious
[04:51.09] Mediterranean, see ya, the number one traffic
[04:55.35] sit down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
[04:56.67] The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
[04:57.87] Track truck diesel, play the **** God, substatiala
[04:58.98] Max mostly, undivided then slide it, it＇s sickening
[05:00.60] Guaranteed, made em jump like Rod Strickland.
📝 纯歌词版本
(Ol Dirty Bastard)
What y＇all thought y＇all wasn＇t gon＇ see me?
I＇m the Osirus of this *******
Wu-Tang is here forever - mother*******ers
It＇s like this ninety-seven
Aight my *************z and my *************rettes
Let＇s do it like this
I＇ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let＇s take it back to seventy-nine
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shckling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblein patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds I pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, Performin live on you hottest block
(Method Man)
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
It＇s my testament to those burned
Play my position in the game of life standing firm
on foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, into the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, or Six Pack
In a Streetcar named Desire, who got my back?
In the line of fire holding back, what?
*************z is strapped, and they trying to twist my beer cap
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
You wanna think twice, I think not
The Iron Lung ain＇t got ta tell you where it＇s comng from
Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums
(Cappadonna)
I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary ＇Donna talking
Tell your story walking
Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs contail cyanide
Take a free ride on my thought, I got the fashion
catalogues for all y＇all to all praise to the Gods
(Ol Dirty Bastard)
The saga continues
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
(U-God)
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow
For, judgement day cometh, conquer, it＇s war
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
The fake false step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
A death kiss, cap off squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California smell
An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king
(RZA)
Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-cypher punks couldn＇t hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one ************* was sober
Perpendicular to the *******, we stand bold like flare
Escape from your dragon＇s lair, in particular
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw ***
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
or terminal, like Grand Central Station
Getting drunk like a ******* I＇m duckin five-year probation
(GZA)
War of the masses, the outcome, disaterous
Many of the victim family save they ashes
A million names on walls engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for their acts
Another heart is torn, as close ones gone
Those who stray, *************z get slayed on the song
(Masta Killa)
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
and leaks sounds that＇s heard
ninety-three million miles away from came one
to represent the nation, this is a gathering
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The High Chief Jamel-Ah-Rief take the stage
from the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Death only one can save shell from
(Ghostface Killah)
Yo! Yo! Yo, ******* that, look at all these crab *************z laid back
Lampin like them gray and black Puma＇s on my man＇s rack
Codeine was forced in your drink
You had a navy green salamander fiend, ******* never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
Blowing like Shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincing, thousand dollar court by convention
Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission hold tha
******* up, Allah fasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
it＇s me, Black Noble Drew Ali
came in threes we like the Genovese
Is that so? Caesar needs the greens
It＇s Earth, ninety-three million miles from the first
(Raekwon)
Aiyyo dat＇s amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul off
Connect thoughts to make my man Shai walk
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York gank adviser world tranquilizer
Just the dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
While, my pen blow lines ferocious
Mediterranean, see ya, the number one traffic
sit down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
Track truck diesel, play the **** God, substatiala
Max mostly, undivided then slide it, it＇s sickening
Guaranteed, made em jump like Rod Strickland.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.06](Ol Dirty Bastard)
[00:03.03] What y＇all thought y＇all wasn＇t gon＇ see me?
[00:04.17] I＇m the Osirus of this *******
[00:04.68] Wu-Tang is here forever - mother*******ers
[00:06.42] It＇s like this ninety-seven
[00:07.20] Aight my *************z and my *************rettes
[00:09.87] Let＇s do it like this
[00:10.35] I＇ma rub your ass in the moonshine
[00:16.74] Let＇s take it back to seventy-nine
[00:26.19] mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
[00:31.38] Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
[00:33.90] tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
[00:39.18] Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum
[00:41.85] Shckling the masses with drastic rap tactics
[00:47.10] Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
[00:50.07] Rumblein patrolmen tear gas laced the function
[00:52.11] Heads by the score take flight incite a war
[00:54.66] Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
[00:56.61] Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
[01:00.06] Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
[01:02.67] Stomp grounds I pound footprints in solid rock
[01:05.19] Wu got it locked, Performin live on you hottest block
[01:07.44] (Method Man)
[01:09.69] Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
[01:12.90] It＇s my testament to those burned
[01:14.67] Play my position in the game of life standing firm
[01:17.28] on foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, into the fire
[01:20.70] Transform into the Ghostrider, or Six Pack
[01:23.37] In a Streetcar named Desire, who got my back?
[01:26.01] In the line of fire holding back, what?
[01:30.60] *************z is strapped, and they trying to twist my beer cap
[01:35.34] Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
[01:41.52] You wanna think twice, I think not
[01:43.68] The Iron Lung ain＇t got ta tell you where it＇s comng from
[01:45.90] Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
[01:48.54] Rip through your slums
[01:49.38] (Cappadonna)
[01:49.62] I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
[01:52.05] Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang rocks
[01:55.29] Certified chatterbox, vocabulary ＇Donna talking
[01:58.59] Tell your story walking
[02:00.03] Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
[02:02.82] Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
[02:05.58] So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
[02:09.06] My deadly notes reigns supreme
[02:10.80] Your fort is basic compared to mine
[02:13.14] Domino effect, arts and crafts
[02:15.39] Paragraphs contail cyanide
[02:17.19] Take a free ride on my thought, I got the fashion
[02:19.83] catalogues for all y＇all to all praise to the Gods
[02:21.75] (Ol Dirty Bastard)
[02:22.68] The saga continues
[02:23.97] Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
[02:25.14] (U-God)
[02:26.13] Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
[02:28.77] The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
[02:31.26] We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow
[02:33.99] For, judgement day cometh, conquer, it＇s war
[02:39.27] Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
[02:44.46] The fake false step make, the blood stain the ground
[02:47.13] A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
[02:49.44] A death kiss, cap off squeeze another anthem
[02:52.20] Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
[02:54.54] My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
[02:57.33] My music Sicily, rich California smell
[03:00.06] An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
[03:02.70] I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
[03:05.34] Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king
[03:07.56] (RZA)
[03:07.65] Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-cypher punks couldn＇t hold us
[03:10.47] A thousand men rushing in, not one ************* was sober
[03:12.96] Perpendicular to the *******, we stand bold like flare
[03:15.54] Escape from your dragon＇s lair, in particular
[03:22.62] Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw ***
[03:24.90] Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
[03:27.21] or terminal, like Grand Central Station
[03:30.99] Getting drunk like a ******* I＇m duckin five-year probation
[03:34.05] (GZA)
[03:34.14] War of the masses, the outcome, disaterous
[03:36.42] Many of the victim family save they ashes
[03:39.33] A million names on walls engraved in plaques
[03:41.70] Those who went back, received penalties for their acts
[03:44.61] Another heart is torn, as close ones gone
[03:47.07] Those who stray, *************z get slayed on the song
[03:49.41] (Masta Killa)
[03:49.68] The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
[03:53.01] and leaks sounds that＇s heard
[03:54.84] ninety-three million miles away from came one
[03:57.45] to represent the nation, this is a gathering
[04:04.14] As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
[04:08.37] The High Chief Jamel-Ah-Rief take the stage
[04:12.93] from the mind that travels in rhyme form
[04:15.60] Giving sight to the blind
[04:17.10] The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
[04:19.83] Death only one can save shell from
[04:24.18] (Ghostface Killah)
[04:24.51] Yo! Yo! Yo, ******* that, look at all these crab *************z laid back
[04:25.53] Lampin like them gray and black Puma＇s on my man＇s rack
[04:28.14] Codeine was forced in your drink
[04:28.83] You had a navy green salamander fiend, ******* never heard you scream
[04:30.45] You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
[04:31.71] Blowing like Shalamar in eighty-one
[04:32.43] Sound convincing, thousand dollar court by convention
[04:33.57] Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission hold tha
[04:34.68] ******* up, Allah fasten your wig, bad luck
[04:36.00] I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
[04:37.23] it＇s me, Black Noble Drew Ali
[04:37.89] came in threes we like the Genovese
[04:38.82] Is that so? Caesar needs the greens
[04:39.60] It＇s Earth, ninety-three million miles from the first
[04:42.48] (Raekwon)
[04:42.66] Aiyyo dat＇s amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul off
[04:44.79] Connect thoughts to make my man Shai walk
[04:45.57] Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
[04:47.28] New York gank adviser world tranquilizer
[04:48.42] Just the dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
[04:50.40] While, my pen blow lines ferocious
[04:51.09] Mediterranean, see ya, the number one traffic
[04:55.35] sit down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
[04:56.67] The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
[04:57.87] Track truck diesel, play the **** God, substatiala
[04:58.98] Max mostly, undivided then slide it, it＇s sickening
[05:00.60] Guaranteed, made em jump like Rod Strickland.
(U-God) You can't hack the tactics
Of a semi-automatic full rap fanatic
You can't hack the tactics
Of a semi-automatic full rap fanatic
And hands of c...
Shaolin shadowboxing, and the Wu-Tang sword style
If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang
could be dangerous
Do you think your Wu-Tang s...
（Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...）
Yeah, check this ol fly **** out
Word up
（Cash Rules Everything Around Me） Take you on a natural j...
"So what's up man?
Cooling man"
"Chilling chilling?"
"Yo you know I had to call, you know why right?"
"Why?"
"Because, yo, I never ever call and ask, ...
The game of chess, is like a swordfight
You must think first, before you move
Toad style is immensely strong, and immune to nearly any weapon
Verse On...
(feat. Kool G. Rap, M.O.P.)
When I write my lyrics, it's like, it's like
I want my shit to be phat
Yo, Anybody can rhyme, youknowhatimsaying
But it's...